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Though I spend the long day seeking
Though I spend the long day seeking
in crowded streets where memories teem
in crowded streets where memories teem
she only comes while I am sleeping,
she only comes while I am sleeping,
in the stillness of my dreams.
in the stillness of my dreams.
<span style="color: blue">"Come to me my one true lover,  
<span style="color: blue">"Come to me my one true lover,  
bravely walk beyond the dark divide;
bravely walk beyond the dark divide;
take my cold hands or I must rest here,
take my cold hands or I must rest here,
There is no way back but by your side."</span>
There is no way back but by your side."</span>
At dawn the image stays; repeating
At dawn the image stays; repeating
 
 
 
<span style="color: blue">"Please my love, please do not desert me,
<span style="color: blue">"Please my love, please do not desert me,
endless darkness fills my heart with fear.
endless darkness fills my heart with fear.
But the shadows can never hurt me
But the shadows can never hurt me
if I could only feel you near.
if I could only feel you near.
Find me in this love - forsaken desert,
Find me in this love - forsaken desert,
caught between the living and the lost,
caught between the living and the lost,
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me." </span>
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me." </span>
 
 
I feel her here in children's laughter,
I feel her here in children's laughter,
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.
A movement at the edge of vision,
A movement at the edge of vision,
hint of perfume; her Mystique.
hint of perfume; her Mystique.
But she is gone, her light extinguished,  
But she is gone, her light extinguished,  
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.
Fate has aborted all we wished  
Fate has aborted all we wished  
and now she cries for my catharsis
and now she cries for my catharsis
Should I cling on or follow after.
Should I cling on or follow after.
 
 
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;
her message fading on silver screen;
her message fading on silver screen;
<span style="color: blue">"I need your love to quell my hunger,
<span style="color: blue">"I need your love to quell my hunger,
sacrifice your blood for me.
sacrifice your blood for me.
Come warm me with your vital body,
Come warm me with your vital body,
let new life flow in these dry veins.
let new life flow in these dry veins.
else reject me, cast off your ennui.
else reject me, cast off your ennui.
One tiny drop love, will sustain,
One tiny drop love, will sustain,
Life cannot end where love survives."</span>
Life cannot end where love survives."</span>
 
 
Her photograph's changing expression,
 
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Her photograph's changing expression,
Brushes shifted on her dresser,  
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
curtains moving without a breeze.
Brushes shifted on her dresser,  
A spot of blood staining my pillow
curtains moving without a breeze.
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
discover some way to bring her back.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
Is love beyond death a transgression?
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
 
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
 
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I cannot turn from her completely
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
One embrace is all I seek.
I cannot turn from her completely
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
One embrace is all I seek.
her compelling pleas never desist.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
Every night she feeds my hunger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........
Every night she feeds my hunger,
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.  
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.  
 
Her photograph's changing expression,
 
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Her photograph's changing expression,
Brushes shifted on her dresser,  
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
curtains moving without a breeze.
Brushes shifted on her dresser,  
A spot of blood staining my pillow
curtains moving without a breeze.
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
discover some way to bring her back.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
Is love beyond death a transgression?
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
 
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
 
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
 
I cannot turn from her completely
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
One embrace is all I seek.
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
I cannot turn from her completely
her compelling pleas never desist.
One embrace is all I seek.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist....
her compelling pleas never desist.
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist....
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.






Copyright (c) Ian Thorpe, 2004
Copyright (c) Ian Thorpe, 2004


== Audio File ==
== Audio File ==

Revision as of 17:22, 29 January 2008


For other uses of the word Succubus, see Succubus (disambiguation).


Author Information

Ian R Thorpe

United Kingdom

Author's data page at Author's Den

Poem Text

Beloved Succubus by Ian R Thorpe

Please note: Text is blue is spoken by the Succubus.


Though I spend the long day seeking
in crowded streets where memories teem
she only comes while I am sleeping,
in the stillness of my dreams.
"Come to me my one true lover, 
bravely walk beyond the dark divide;
take my cold hands or I must rest here,
There is no way back but by your side."
At dawn the image stays; repeating


"Please my love, please do not desert me,
endless darkness fills my heart with fear.
But the shadows can never hurt me
if I could only feel you near.
Find me in this love - forsaken desert,
caught between the living and the lost,
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me." 


I feel her here in children's laughter,
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.
A movement at the edge of vision,
hint of perfume; her Mystique.
But she is gone, her light extinguished, 
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.
Fate has aborted all we wished 
and now she cries for my catharsis
Should I cling on or follow after.


Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;
her message fading on silver screen;
"I need your love to quell my hunger,
sacrifice your blood for me.
Come warm me with your vital body,
let new life flow in these dry veins.
else reject me, cast off your ennui.
One tiny drop love, will sustain,
Life cannot end where love survives."


Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser, 
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?


The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........
Instinct protests but will cannot resist. 


Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser, 
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?


The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist....
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.


Copyright (c) Ian Thorpe, 2004

Audio File

An audio file of this poem is available from SuccuWiki Audio MP3. Courtesy of Author's Den. Copyright (c) Ian Thorpe, 2004.

External Link

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